Shadowprophet
Truthiness
You know what this is, This is without a doubt going to be one of those Sad Fear of death threads.
My entire life I've been different than most people, Emotions are something that doesn't come to me naturally, Every emotion I feel is like a drug or a foreign invader and I feel them so intensely. It leads to problems processing it even lends to an atypical personality.
Tate believes I'm literally sociopathic, But I decline this notion Because I do feel emotions, Cripplingly so. Inside, I've lost friends who meant a lot to me, Every day when I open My eyes, My first thought is My daughters, Then It's on to my uncles and my grandfather, Then I always Dwell on Quinton.
Q, <-- Most definitely not to be confused with another Q that is infamous within these circles. Was my very best friend, When I say he was a friend, What I mean is, He has been there for me through everything, Through all the divorces, Q was there, he was my friend, And my emotional support and a place to stay while I got back on my feet, Always telling me, That even though I'm sad, I made the right choice because I did the thing I wanted to do most, and that can't be a wrong move. "Q= Again, Quinton" Was the best friend anyone could ask for, And one day, He was gone.
Secretly, All this death and dying has affected me so much, I'm sure many of you can honestly see a difference in the person I am now, As compared to the person I once was. Today, I open Facebook To find, That a classmate of mine, has passed away suddenly of a heart attack.
This person was once a friend, But, Because of some bad habits and My tendency to be crass and open with people at the time, I stopped hanging out with the guy.
ultimately, He was a decent enough person. The problem was me, I was a huge Party freak, In my younger years, I was the guy who was drunk out of his mind and dancing naked on top of tables within the first thirty minutes of a party. He was too slow and reserved, At the time, he was like Captain buzz kill.
I see today, That he is now Gone, he had a heart attack and passed away yesterday. And here I am. The Guy that partied too hard, The guy with no reserve, Still alive to lament my actions. Death and loss, It's something I have problems accepting because there is nothing fair about losing someone you love, TO his Family, I send my deepest heart filled regret.
I'm not like normal people, I've never been normal, SO I can't do this in some normal way, I can't be just like, "Ohh prayers to the family." That doesn't express what I'm feeling. A man who deserved better, A man who deserved better friends then I could ever be to him is gone from this earth, And I wish him the best on his continued journey through the cosmos.
~Darren Bray.
My entire life I've been different than most people, Emotions are something that doesn't come to me naturally, Every emotion I feel is like a drug or a foreign invader and I feel them so intensely. It leads to problems processing it even lends to an atypical personality.
Tate believes I'm literally sociopathic, But I decline this notion Because I do feel emotions, Cripplingly so. Inside, I've lost friends who meant a lot to me, Every day when I open My eyes, My first thought is My daughters, Then It's on to my uncles and my grandfather, Then I always Dwell on Quinton.
Q, <-- Most definitely not to be confused with another Q that is infamous within these circles. Was my very best friend, When I say he was a friend, What I mean is, He has been there for me through everything, Through all the divorces, Q was there, he was my friend, And my emotional support and a place to stay while I got back on my feet, Always telling me, That even though I'm sad, I made the right choice because I did the thing I wanted to do most, and that can't be a wrong move. "Q= Again, Quinton" Was the best friend anyone could ask for, And one day, He was gone.
Secretly, All this death and dying has affected me so much, I'm sure many of you can honestly see a difference in the person I am now, As compared to the person I once was. Today, I open Facebook To find, That a classmate of mine, has passed away suddenly of a heart attack.
This person was once a friend, But, Because of some bad habits and My tendency to be crass and open with people at the time, I stopped hanging out with the guy.
ultimately, He was a decent enough person. The problem was me, I was a huge Party freak, In my younger years, I was the guy who was drunk out of his mind and dancing naked on top of tables within the first thirty minutes of a party. He was too slow and reserved, At the time, he was like Captain buzz kill.
I see today, That he is now Gone, he had a heart attack and passed away yesterday. And here I am. The Guy that partied too hard, The guy with no reserve, Still alive to lament my actions. Death and loss, It's something I have problems accepting because there is nothing fair about losing someone you love, TO his Family, I send my deepest heart filled regret.
I'm not like normal people, I've never been normal, SO I can't do this in some normal way, I can't be just like, "Ohh prayers to the family." That doesn't express what I'm feeling. A man who deserved better, A man who deserved better friends then I could ever be to him is gone from this earth, And I wish him the best on his continued journey through the cosmos.
~Darren Bray.